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The towers and cities of these hateful Turks,
150 Till fire and sword have found them at a bay.
Usum. I long to pierce his ? bowels with my sword,
Tamb. Then let us see if coward Callapine
Enter TECHELLES, THERIDAMAS, and their train.
Tech. Then let us bring our light artillery,
i So 4to.-8vo. "cursed." 2 SO 4to.-8vo. “the." 3 So 8vo.--4to. "port." 4 Minions, &c., were pieces of small ordnan ce.
Sold. Yes, my lord, yes; come, let's about it.
Ther. But stay awhile; summon a parle, drum. It may be they will yield it quietly, Knowing two kings, the friends ? to Tamburlaine, Stand at the walls with such a mighty power. A parle sounded.—CAPTAIN appears on the walls, with
OLYMPIA his Wife, and Son, Capt. What require you, my masters ? Ther. Captain, that thou yield up thy hold to us. Capt. To you! Why, do you 2 think me weary of it?
Tech. Nay, captain, thou art weary of thy life,
Ther. These pioners of Argier in Africa,
Tech. Captain, these Moors shall cut the leaden pipes,
i So 4to.-8vo. “ friend." ? So 4to.-8vo. “thou."
Capt. Were you, that are the friends of Tamburlaine, Brothers to holy Mahomet himself, I would not yield it; therefore do your worst : Raise mounts, batter, intrench, and undermine, Cut off the water, all convoys that can, Yet I am resolute, and so farewell.
40 [CAPTAIN, OLYMPIA, and their Son retire
from the walls.
Ther. Then see the bringing of our ordinance
1 Dyce supposes this to mean "all convoys that can be cut off.” The 1826 editor reads "come,” and perhaps the correction is right.
2 Old copies "gallions." The correction was made by Cunningham (who had been anticipated by Broughton). He quotes from Kersey's dictionary :-"Gabions or cannon-baskets are great baskets, which, being filled with earth, are placed upon batteries."
To save our cannoniers from musket shot.
60 Make deaf the ear and dim the crystal sky.
Tech. Trumpets and drums, alarum presently; And, soldiers, play the men; the hold 1 is yours.
Alarum within.-Enter the CAPTAIN, with OLYMPIA,
and his Son.
Olymp. Come, good my lord, and let us haste from
Capt. A deadly bullet, gliding through my side,
1 So 4to.-8vo. “holds."
2 So 410.-8vo."staineth." The confusion between stain and strain is constantly occurring. In Shelley's dirge, “Rough wind that moanest loud,” we should surely read, “ Bare woods whose branches strain."
Olym. Death, whither art thou gone, that both we live? Come back again, sweet Death, and strike us both ! One minute end our days ! and one sepulchre Contain our bodies! Death, why com'st thou not? Well, this must be the messenger for thee:
[Drawing a dagger. Now, ugly Death, stretch out thy sable wings, And carry both our souls where his remains. Tell me, sweet boy, art thou content to die? These barbarous Scythians, full of cruelty, And Moors, in whom was never pity found, Will hew us piecemeal, put us to the wheel, Or else invent some torture worse than that ; Therefore die by thy loving mother's hand, Who gently now will lance thy ivory throat, And quickly rid thee both of pain and life.
Son. Mother, despatch me, or I'll kill myself; For think
I live and see him dead? Give me your knife, good mother, or strike home : The Scythians shall not tyrannize on me: Sweet mother, strike, that I may see my father. 30
[She stabs him and he dies. Olymp. Ah, sacred Mahomet, if this be sin, Entreat a pardon of the God of heaven, And purge my soul before it come to thee.
[She burns the bodies of her husband and son
and then attempts to kill herself.
Enter THERIDAMAS, TECHELLES, and all their train. Ther. How now, madam, what are you doing?